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Death wasn't really the worst part Time spent floating above is The body done when the hurt start They call it passin', that's not it, they lying Fuck them alters and headstones Who they think all them flowers for? Can't smell nothing, you just bones They cry a little less every hour so That must be real nice, cross in the earth marks The end when everything began Deaths scars looking like birth marks Take for granted they free standing y'all should Grab one right by the dream space Make one scream until she prays Make one run until he dead Make one break until they leave the body Hurts see the body gone, so, who body? Make up for all the wrongs done to bodies They keep singing they songs while your body rot Well, fuck it, come on They gotta pay Chase the dreamer, chase the dreamer Fuck it up Shake the dreamer, shake the dreamer Wake it up and that will Make the dreamer hate the dreamer Cut it up Break the dream, awake the demon Run it up then you can Get into the head Where they try make sense of senses start they sixth Let 'em know the dead levitating Just ahead and they best not slip Just because you bled out Doesn't mean you ever left and that's that shit They been running scared And then telling all the secrets don't that sound like Snitch behavior, snitch behavior Zip it up Kiss the fear simply savor Lick it up that taste like Wishes made by twisted prayers Rip it up Split the vision, lynch the savior Get the guts then you will Grab one right by the dream space Make one scream until she prays Make one run until he dead Make one break until they leave the body Hurts see the body gone, so, who body? Makes up for all the wrongs done to bodies They keep singing they songs while your body rot Well, fuck it, come on They gotta pay All the living sweating the afterlife but ain't nothing Afterlife but the pain from the way you died and something Reminiscent of hunger but if you had a stomach Only satiated by making somebody run See that To the edge of the screen in the video Hear that Hissing way in the back of the track Be that You can live in the glitch of the digital They fear that They should fear that They gon' fear that you are Here forever here forever Fuck it up Missed the moment end is never Gonna come, you stuck so Make the most you make the omens Leave the gun Watch the mortals blow they brains out That was fun, that's why you Grab one right by the dream space Make one scream until she prays Make one run until he dead Make one break until they leave the body Hurts see the body gone, so, who body? Makes up for all the wrongs done to bodies They keep singing they songs while your body rot Well, fuck it, come on They gotta pay
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